Married to Ustaz

Chapter 9: Good Intention

"What! Marriage?" tanyanya did not believe.

"Hm, nggih," replied Ustaz Hafid casually. Not caring about his words that managed to make the girl who stood far enough away from him was surprised instead of playing.

"Oh, Ustaz! Ustaz is no longer a dream, is it? Wrong eating?" ask Cika bertubi. Cika still can't believe it. This army veiled girl drove the path of Ustaz Hafid. As if the guy in question said the word 'married' with him.

Ustaz Andre who stood beside Ustadz Hafid could only shake his head at the debate that was beginning to take place.

"What, again? You prepare. Ustaz will call your parents soon!" Ustaz Hafid removed Cika's hand from his arm. The guy with the sneak walked fast.

"No, no! I don't want to marry you, Ustaz! I hugged it on purpose too, why did it get married? I didn't mean it, Ustaz. Don't mess around, I'm a kid. It's still eleventh grade!" cika said she would not give up.

Cika chased after Ustaz Hafid, and continued to try to align her steps, she wanted to prevent the man who was the scowler from calling her parents. "Stop, Tadz!" Cika pulled the prayer mat on the shoulder of Ustaz Hafid. Again the different colored marbles collided for a few seconds, Ustaz Hafid immediately decided. While Cika was already bowed down in shame, why was her heart so timid right now.

Ustaz Hafid let out a long breath. "Go pray magrib there! No prayers, right?" Ustaz Hafid took his alphabet in Cika's hands, after which he left just like that. Ustaz Hafid wants to talk about this to his abah and umminya in ndalem.

Cika looked at the back of Ustaz Hafid who was getting away with frustration and said, "I don't want to marry an Ustaz, how will my life be?" cika asked herself.

Just think about it Cika already shuddered in horror. He immediately set foot into the dormitory to perform the magrib prayer.

***

Already various sleeping positions are done by Cika, but his eyes are still reluctant to be closed. He was still thinking about the words of Ustaz Hafid who wanted to marry him, he was also afraid that Ustaz Hafid really did what he said.

"Din, Vi, I know that you two haven't fallen asleep. Don't try to pretend!" Cika looked lazily towards the bed of her two best friends, she was inching to sit.

"I'm sleepy" replied Novi pulling a blanket over his body.

"Huh, me too. Don't forget to pray, Vi. You also Cika do not stay up late tomorrow many activities!"

"Bad you two." Cika said annoyed, the edge of the blanket he pulled out his frustration. Why his two best friends are insensitive that he is in big trouble.

"Din, I want to ask you something."

"Hmm, tomorrow. Fatigued at the end of the day you will not want to relent when I give opinions and also do not understand when I have explained the hard work."

"It's important, Din."

"Okay, to the point, Cika! But, don't forget to keep your voice down lest we get caught yet asleep."

"Eh, why are you suddenly asking about marriage?Strange, I suspect ...."

"I'm just doing something, suspicious of what?"

"Who knew you were getting married."

"That's impossible!!!" Cika reflex yells do not accept.

"Duh, Cika. Let's get some sleep, sure the housekeeper's mom will be here soon."

Sure enough what was said by Dinda, just a few minutes apart the dormitory door opened. Cika immediately pulled the blanket, and pretended to be asleep.

...***...

One week later. Silent for a moment, in the living room of Kyai Abdullah. Ustaz Hafid had already discussed everything to Kyai Abdullah and Nyai Hana. Just tonight he was talking to his family about it.

Kyai Abdullah grabbed the shoulder of his son sitting beside him, smiling knots. "Alah understands very well your attitude, Fid. If this be done, for you fear Allah's wrath. Abah agreed" Kyai Abdullah said, sipping warm tea made by her daughter. "But you're sure of your choice?"

"God willing, Bah."

Ustaz Hafid smiled widely, indeed Cika unintentionally hugged herself. However, the incident haunted his mind for this one week. Making himself feel guilty has embraced a woman who is not his mahram.

Nyai Hana could not say anything, the middle-aged woman with the broad veil always obeyed the wishes and supported her son if for good.

"God willing, Cika's parents will be here any minute, Bah, Ummi." Laili spoke politely, sitting her body beside Nyai Hana.

Kyai Abdullah nodded small.

"Afwan, Brother Hafid. What about Ning Aisyah? Didn't Brother Hafid already ...." Laili's words depend.

"Laili, don't talk about anything else, '' Nyai Hana whispered slowly to her daughter.

Ustaz Hafid was silent thinking that.

"I will speak carefully with his family" said Ustaz Hafid.